If the tiger doesn't show off its power, you will treat me like a sick cat.
Xipa was thrown out of her eyes and her vision suddenly widened. She turned her fingertips in her sleeves and the fish intestine sword came out of its sheath. Ziyu Hengjian took out her hand and slashed at the Taoist priest who was rushing toward her.
The cold light is thick and murderous.
The fish intestine sword suddenly faced the peach wood sword.
The peach wood sword subdues demons, and the fish intestine sword cuts iron like mud. The two collide with each other, but Ziyu holds the fish intestine sword like a knife cutting tofu. He cuts across the middle and upwards, splitting the peach wood sword in a straight line.
Two halves.
"Ah..." The menacing Taoist priest obviously did not expect that Ziyu would suddenly attack, and the attack would be so fierce. In the blink of an eye, the demon-suppressing sword in his hand was split into two pieces, and the cold light of the sharp sword in the opponent's hand did not stop at all, and he shot towards
He held his hand and cut it, and immediately let out a frightened exclamation and quickly let go.
Seeing this, Ziyu flew up and kicked the Taoist priest hard.
"Ouch..." The Taoist priest immediately screamed, covered his lower body and rolled down.
Taoist priests know how to subjugate demons and catch monsters, and their martial arts skills are average. The quilt fish was kicked almost three meters away, covering his lower body and howling in agony.
"Destroy me for eternity, I will make you die without a burial place right now." With the cold light, Ziyu raised the fish intestine sword in his hand and rushed towards the Taoist priest on the ground.
Merciless killing.
With one chop, one kick and one lunge, the moves were so smooth that even the people around him didn't have time to react, and the fish had already rushed forward.
The great monk standing behind the Taoist priest saw this and rushed over. He didn't have time to confront the fish. He only had time to flick his sleeves and use his inner strength to instantly knock the Taoist priest off the ground.
"Pfft." The crisp and sweet sound of the sword piercing the green bricks on the ground was heard.
Ziyu's sword grazed the Taoist priest's arm and hit the ground. The fish-intestinal sword could not reach the handle. The entire sword was pierced into the stone ground by Ziyu, and was only a thin line away from the Taoist priest's body.
As soon as the stab missed, Ziyu immediately drew his sword and was about to kill, but he didn't want to use too much force. The fish intestine sword couldn't be pulled out for a while. The Taoist priest came to his senses at this time and immediately rolled to the side in fear.
Climb out.
This sword was so cruel that if the Taoist priest had not been knocked away by the monk, he would have been stabbed to the core.
Seeing this, the great monk called out the Buddha's name and said angrily: "What a cruel evildoer, you really deserve to die. Today I..."
"Old Bald Donkey, I won't die even if you die for eight hundred years. Just wait for me. Today you dare to dig my ancestral graves, kill my parents and destroy my life. If I don't kill you in Shaolin and burn down your ancestral temple,
Digging up your ancestors and whipping their corpses three hundred times won't be enough to satisfy my hatred today. I want to see what kind of evil monster and evil monster it was that gave birth to you, a destitute person with no descendants." Ziyu raised his head sharply, and his eyes were filled with frost and he looked directly at her.
The great monk was furious.
The great monk had heard such vicious words, and his face turned pale immediately. He couldn't say anything and just grabbed the fish with one claw.
Bang, the wind picked up, and a sword swept across.
Beiming Changfeng took over the attack from the great monk Chao Ziyu without saying a word. He didn't make a move just now because it was Ziyu who stopped him. Now that Ziyu has made a move, what else is he waiting for?
Whoever slanders his woman like this, no matter who he is, kill him.
The sword energy was flowing horizontally and vertically, Beiming Changfeng was attacking with killing moves, and he was instantly fighting with the monk.
"Elder." Seeing this, the eighteen Arhats behind the monk shouted loudly and rushed forward to help.